Passages
In grief we cry and lose control,
We have been robbed of your true soul.
Why do we cry despite our ways?
Why these sad sighs that mourn these days?
When sorrow breaks and confronts pain,
Discard lost cake to try again.
Hurts hammer hard as if to say,
Let pain dear bard propel this day.
Leon Enriquez
12 April 2015
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2015
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